Noel Tupan was born in Iloilo, Philippines. He was fond of reading poetry books when he was in high school and started to seriously write short poems when he was in college. Started his poetry blog (in blogspot) in 2007. more »

When We Grow Old

I always ponder, about the coming years, and our life ahead.Would you still be the same, like the way you used to be? Would you still hold my hand, when we cross the street? Would you still touch my hair, even when it becomes grey or it’s all gone?

Sometimes my heart fears, that tomorrow you might forget, the things we used to do, for old age might take away, and ruin your memory.

But I also have fears, that it’s me who would forget, everything we used to do, Or I may not be able to carry out, because of physical ...